Chapter 15

“Hey, don’t look at him too long. I might get a little jealous,” Luka whispered.

Jacob’s mouth dropped open. Without thinking, he exclaimed, “Are you kidding? Yes, he’s nice-looking, but he doesn’t hold a candle to you.”

Luka smiled and brushed his lips against Jacob’s for a second. “I am so glad I met you, Jacob.”

Jacob felt himself blush as he turned back to watch the stage.

The band started, and Jacob had to admit, Patrick was an amazing guitar player. And an even better singer. He belted out some of the best rock songs of the last twenty years or so and kept everyone mesmerized, even the couple at the next table that couldn’t keep their hands off each other in between songs.

The food was good, the music was great, and the company was amazing.

During the first break between sets, Patrick made his way to their table, grinning.

Luka stood, and they hugged, clapping each other on the back.

“Good to see you, man,” Patrick said. “Where you been keeping yourself?”